Diz looked at the hand on his shoulder not taking any notice of the death threat. "Remove your hand or have it blown off, your choice." He said with a sigh. Diz turned his head slightly to see who had grabbed him. "Geez, it's you? Man you're like a bad cold. Though you're definitly better then the others that have come for me." Diz turned the rest of his body so he was completely facing Valis. "So what exactly is it you want from me?"
THE RANDOM PEOPLE OF TOMORROW [[LET'S RAWRRR]]
Playground for the random.
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